[ Even though Caleb Widogast's heart was otherwise engaged by a certain drow, he had very little hope that anything would come of it as of now; as this was several hours before things would get invariably awkward with the two of them, and there was no one at the moment to precisely care. The comment about Eliot kissing every single one of his freckles did actually make him huff a little bit, but it was not indignation-- it was perhaps disbelief. ]

Well I can assure you, there is no one to care save for Pheme.

[ It was nice of course to believe at least for a moment that he was a very attractive man, he did have a devil of a time believing things such as that; he would almost blame it on the green drink and would likely share his findings later with the more seasoned displacers of the Ton. ]

Also, if you kissed every freckle on my body, I can assure you that due to my ginger nature, you would be occupied for hours, if not days as I am rather covered in them. [ A husky chuckle, taken over by the charm of this man despite himself-- there was something about the curls and the sartorial elegance that reminded him of Essek, in a way. ]

I do have a feeling that you say that to all the boys, however. [ And that was not an admonishment in the slightest, more like a rather teasing observation ]